Twenty
By Chelsea Cohn I wish I had appreciated being nineteen How all the songs were for me And the bliss of the in-between When I was half child half adult Lost in memories that were once green— I’m sneaking out past curfew But it fades like end of a sad scene That I’m not ready to move past I wish I had appreciated being nineteen Before the intricacy of age began To lose its iridescent sheen Like eroded sea glass being washed up When coffee was more than just caffeine: A sweet treat to get with your friends Who were part of your everyday routine That’s now dissolved in the bitter, black aroma I wish I had appreciated being nineteen Because I was the epitome of what I dreamed before reality intervened And I hadn’t realized it until now As I float with arms crossed on the ravine Plummeting through the uncertainty of twenty Hoping the cruel, the Grimm, the mean Agitating age I’m in lets me breath
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